I wake up to the screeching of my alarm.
Out of habit, I check my phone.
1 new friend request.
Hmm ig, I mean he goes to my school.
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And just like that,
My life would be changed forever.
But I didn't know that then.
My name is ophelia.
And this is my not so average
Love story.
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As I stare at my bedhead self in the mirror,
I decide to get ready.
After a 30 minute shower, I put on a small bit of makeup.
My dad doesn't let me wear makeup, so I only put a little amount that way he doesn't notice.
I am about to walk downstairs when I hear my sister yell from her room.
"Sissy can I come out of my room now? I want some tummy yummies."
"Yea, you can come downstairs Isabella."
She smiles her prettiest smile as I lift her from her bed.
"Can I have some capin cwunch?"
She says in her cute little baby voice
"Of course isa"
I say as I put her in her highchair
I mess on my phone as she eats her cereal.
"Mmm"
She says as she enjoys her food.
I get a message from the guy who friended me on Facebook.
"Hi" it says.
I ignore it as I hear the door unlock.
My dads home early.I hurry to put my phone in my pocket
"Why are you girls just now eating?"
He says powerfully
"It's 9:00 and you you just got up?!"
He yells
"But dad i-"
"No buts! Go to your room!"
He yells
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As I sit In my room I hear my phone go off.
Another message from this guy??
Oh well, I guess I'll message him back
*him*
Um, hi
*me*
Hi,uhh what's your name again?
*him*
Lol, it's Astrid
*me*
Cool, I'm ophelia, but you can call me Lia
*him*
Ok, Lia
I was about to message him as my dad bursts through the door and grabs my phone.
"Why were you talking to a boy?!"
He screams at me
"he's my friend, I sit by him in math!"
I yell back.
"Don't you dare raise your voice to me!"
He yells as he smacks me in the face.
He slams my door as I cry laying on the floor.
Why can I have a friend of the opposite gender? Why can't I even talk to a boy at my school? WHY DOES MY DAD RUIN MY LIFE?!
I think to myself as I lay on the ground crying.
"I HATE YOU SO MUCH DAD!"
I scream at the top of my lungs.
"Hate you too!"
He says as he walks into my room and proceeds to kick me as hard as he can in the ribs.
As he walks off I howel in pain.
I start crying my eyes out.
It hurts so much, to have your own father hate you to the point where he does not just mentally harm you, but phisically harm you.
I hear my older sister monet race up the stairs.
She hears me crying and comes in.
"Hah, looks like your ribs match your face now, ugly and deformed."
She says with a snarky look on her face.
"Why do you hate me so much? Your my big sister, your supposed to protect me!"
I say while tearing up.
"Did I say you could talk to me?!"
She says as she smacks me in the face.
"Go die in a whole you ugly witch!"
She yells as she leaves my room.
I hate my family so much!
The only one there for my is my little sister isabella, and my bestfriend kaylen, who is oddly my friend because she is a prep.
I think as isabella walks in.
Stop crying ophelia, you need to be strong around isa.
"Why are you laying on the floor sissy?"
Isa asks as I'm getting up.
"I tripped"
I say choking back the tears.
"Oh, well night night sissy."
She says as she hugs me.
I cringe as she hugs me because she touches my ribs.
"Goodnight."
I say.
I wish I could at least have one good night...
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I wake up to my sister taking pictures of my side.
"What are you doing!?"
I yell.
"Oh just putting this on Facebook and telling people you did this to yourself."
She says in an evil way.
"Your such a fat cow!"
She yells as she slaps my side and runs out the room.
I hate her so much!!
Why doesn't my dad love me?
Why does my own sister hate me?
Why do I even bother living..?
I think as I slowly drift to sleep.
I hope that today is the day, that I fall asleep, and never wake up...*authors note*
Hey guys! Thank you so much for reading my first chapter, There will be more to come! I won't update as often though because I have school.
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Not Your Average Love Story
ChickLitLife is not a fairy tale. They live happily ever after? Nope. Its more like they live in a disaster. But for some reason... They still call it love